We're home. It was another 450 mile, 8 hour, drive. About an hour into the drive we were passed by a truck that honked at us and gestured at us. We were a mile from an exit, so I pulled off. The cable on the satellite dish had come loose and was trailing behind us. It's toast. I'm just glad it wasn't something more serious. With no wind the mileage was good. Above 12 all the time, and on one leg above 13.
The only other thing of note happened as we were travelling on I10 through the hill country. We saw three wrecked trucks in the median. The first had a big hole punched in it's trailer. The second was a flatbed with a small trailer on it. The trailer had slid half off and been dragged. It was destroyed. The third looked like the cab had hit a wall. Ellen finally figured it out. It was very icy Friday morning. We bet they crashed then.
It took quite awhile when we got home to park the trailer. I set up wrong. We had to move a lot of rocks to give the truck room. Once we were parked it took over 1.5 hours to move all of the stuff out of the trailer. Everything is out now, but it still needs to be cleaned.
We put the bedding in the washer. Before we left I noticed that the washer was leaking a little. It still is. That's a damn expensive washer to be broken after only two years.
Tomorrow we'll clean up the trailer and close up the slides. On Monday we'll be able to get the mail.
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